Several times a year I get a craving, a specifically-decadent craving to paint chocolates. Once I discovered the correct colours to squeeze it was merely a matter of finding chocolates to pose for me. I don't eat the stuff, but I do like how it looks. So as subject matter, it can sit here in my studio for weeks without a single nibble.

I drew this two months ago, but didn't get to the painting part until today... while listening to Schubert, and an entire opera from the Met.